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Yuan Wen kept silent, she looked at Yan Shu, ten years later, the young man who was dazed and uneasy facing her at that time has completely transformed, his calm and cold eyes are like the deep blue sea during the winter break.

"Yan Shu..." Yuan Wen took two steps back.

Yan Shu didn't look at her, and reached out to touch Zhou Jiao's face. He frowned, "It's swollen."

Zhou Jiao passed Yan Shu, saw Yuan Wen's surprised expression, and subconsciously grabbed Yan Shu's hand.

"you?"

Yuan Wen looked at them in surprise.

Facing Yuan Wen, Zhou Jiao suddenly thought of the summer after Xu Zhaowen's death.The submissive mother in the past turned out to be the kind of person who could be violent if given the chance.

He lost all desire to continue communicating, "Our business has nothing to do with you."

"What's irrelevant? Why are you still with him? He is Xu Zhaowen's son, you..."

Zhou Jiao came out from behind Yan Shu and looked at him with a cold face, the same expression as Yan Shu, which made Yuan Wen freeze.

"If only I wasn't your child."

Still the same sentence, ten years ago, every day and night, every time she was hurt, after every futile struggle, Yuan Wen sobbed softly, she was a useless adult.Zhou Jiao, who was still a teenager, looked at Yuan Wen with calm eyes like stagnant water, and repeated those words.

Yuan Wen froze in place, looking at the tightly clenched hands, her eyes darkened a little bit.The shadow falling in front of the door gradually became smaller, Zhou Jiao and Yan Shu's fingers intertwined, their bodies were close together, as if they were one.

"Don't come looking for us." Zhou Jiao said, pushing the door open.

"Bang" the door closed.

Yuan Wen's eyes were fixed on the door panel, she stood for a while, then slowly turned around.

Inside the door, Zhou Jiao leaned against the door panel, listening to the sound of high heels outside the house fading away.He lowered his head, with gloomy brows, and whispered, "Brother, hug me."

Yan Shu held his waist, clasped the back of his head with the other hand, and stroked his hair gently.

"Are you crying?" Yan Shu asked.

Zhou Jiao shook his head, looked up, there was not a single tear on his face, he smiled, lay down again, leaning his head on Yan Shu's chest, listening to the ups and downs of his heartbeat, he said: "Hold me, I won't cry."

Yan Shu hugged him tightly, Zhou Jiao felt his body was lifted up suddenly, his feet lifted off the ground, and he was carried onto the bed.

Yan Shu went to get the ointment, which was an anti-inflammatory drug he bought for Zhou Jiao in the pharmacy before, but he didn't expect that it could be applied to his face now.Milky white ointment was squeezed on his fingers, and Yan Shu half-kneeled on one knee in front of Zhou Jiao, raised his head and stretched out his hand to carefully rub his swollen palm prints.

A burst of mint smell permeated the tip of the nose, Zhou Jiao lowered his head, and said in a soft voice, "Brother, do you feel distressed?"

Yan Shu's fingers paused, and he pursed his lips, "My heart hurts to death."

Zhou Jiao held his wrist with both hands, and kissed the back of Yan Shu's hand with his mouth.

Yan Shu finished applying the ointment on him, and told him not to touch his face for a few minutes.Zhou Jiao nodded and said yes, then curled up on the bed and looked at Yan Shu lazily, "Hug me again."

"Why do you look like a child?" Yan Shu leaned over and sat beside him.

Zhou Jiao leaned on him and whispered, "If I were a girl, we could have a baby."

Yan Shu looked at Zhou Jiao, saw that Zhou Jiao's eyes were half closed, and his expression was limp. He reached out and stroked Zhou Jiao's hair, and said softly, "The child you gave birth to must be very good-looking, just like you."

Zhou Jiao laughed, his shoulders trembled slightly, he turned over, and lay on Yan Shu's body, his pointed chin slammed down, half of his face was buried in his brother's shoulder, and he said slowly: "It's like you Not bad, handsome."

Yan Shu smiled, spread his arms around Zhou Jiao, and put his hands on Zhou Jiao's stomach, which was flat and had almost no fat.They are two adults who are almost 30 years old, hugging each other, thinking about the day after they really have children.

Zhou Jiao said: "When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly, grow taller, grow stronger, and become stronger."

Yan Shu listened intently, Zhou Jiao changed his position and lay in his arms, his clothes rubbed and rustled a few times.Zhou Jiao sighed softly: "But now I think life can be slowed down."

"Why?" Yan Shu asked him.

"Because people see one and miss one."

"We see each other every day." Yan Shu kissed his forehead,

Zhou Jiao couldn't help laughing, and said, "You are so kind."

"Just for you."

Zhou Jiao's body trembled, and he buried his head in a muffled laugh.He should be very happy, he leaned over and bit Yan Shu's lip.

The two lips touched together and kissed for a while, then Zhou Jiao moved down.

Yan Shu looked down at him, and Zhou Jiao said, "I want to treat you better."

Yan Shu's fencing gym opened in November. The idea of ​​opening a fencing gym has actually been in his head for several years. When it is actually implemented, he is overwhelmed by various things.The fencing hall was far away from the park. For a few days, he slept there directly after finishing his work.

A few times, Zhou Jiao drove to the fencing gym after work.It was eleven o'clock when he arrived, the venue was closed, and several employees had left, so he was the only one inside to count the protective gear.Zhou Jiao was outside the door and made a call, and Yan Shu came out to pick him up.

It was windy outside, Zhou Jiao got out of the car without a coat on.Yan Shu opened the door, took his cold hand, and told him to come in quickly.

Zhou Jiao followed Yan Shu.Yan Shu turned on the light, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yan Shu asked him why he came suddenly, Zhou Jiao seemed a little unhappy, and said sullenly: "You haven't been home for a few days, I miss you."

"I've been too busy recently." Yan Shu didn't know how the time passed, anyway, there seemed to be countless things to deal with all day long.He said to Zhou Jiao, "We still need to recruit a few more people."

Yan Shu took him to the room where he was resting. It was a small cubicle, very simple, just a bed and a table. On the table was a bucket of leftover instant noodles.Yan Shu threw the instant noodle box into the trash can, "I ate it for lunch, and I had something to do halfway through it, so I forgot about it."

Zhou Jiao sat on the hard plank bed, looked around, and suddenly said after a few glances: "I chose a house, which is only about ten minutes away from here."

Yan Shu was stunned, and Zhou Jiao squeezed his face, "Don't refuse, I've said it all, if you look at it or miss it, you still won't come back."

Yan Shu's face was deformed by his pinching, he parted the corner of his mouth, put his hands around him and asked, "Have you chosen?"

"I found two, and I want to choose one before I tell you, but I'm afraid you will get angry, so I still plan to tell you."

"I'm not angry, but I have to pay for the house."

"You have invested in the fencing gym, where is the money?" Zhou Jiao shrank his neck under Yan Shu's gaze, a little scared, lowered his head and said, "I have money, it is a second-hand house, and the house price here is not expensive. , all the money is fine."

"So rich?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jiao nodded, "Just let me pay the money. Seeing you live in the house I bought makes me feel at ease."

"Really what?" Yan Shu laughed.

"There is a feeling, as if I have given a little bit."

Yan Shu has the illusion that he has become Zhou Jiao's entire.

Because it was too late, they didn't go back at night.Yan Shu went to find another quilt, and the two of them huddled on the small bed.

It was already very cold in November, and Zhou Jiao curled up in Yan Shu's arms, feeling warmer than sleeping alone.

Zhou Jiao half-closed his eyes, looked at Yan Shu in a daze, and poked him with his hand, "What are you thinking?"

"thinking of you."

Yan Shu recalled that winter, when they went skiing, they were in the same room.In order not to have too much contact with Zhou Jiao, he even put the pillow in the middle of the bed.

When he talked about this with Zhou Jiao, Zhou Jiao was dull for a few seconds, then smiled slowly, "Do you still remember?"

"Remember everything." Yan Shu said, "In the past ten years, I've been relying on thinking about you."

"Me too."

He approached Yan Shu, imagining that he was drifting in the sea, and Yan Shu was holding his boat.

The next day, Zhou Jiao woke up from the warm blanket.Yan Shu has already got up and is changing clothes.

The morning light turned white, and in the halo, some small wounds on Yan Shu's body were clearly visible.Zhou Jiao pulled the quilt over her nose and stared at Yan Shu.

Zhou Jiao had asked Yan Shu about these scars before.The first few years in prison were actually hard, especially for a prisoner like him, who was taught many times, and he got better slowly.

Yan Shu put on his clothes and turned around.Zhou Jiao retracted his gaze and immediately closed his eyes.

Yan Shu walked to the bed and touched his face with his hand.

"woke up?"

Zhou Jiao opened one eye, turned over, buried half of his face in the pillow, "How do you know I'm awake?"

"I can feel it." Yan Shu gave him the clothes, "Get up, this weekend, there will be more children in the museum later, let's go eat something first."

"So early? I still want to sleep for a while longer." Zhou Jiao fell back and was picked up by Yan Shu directly.He had no choice but to open his hand, and Yan Shu smiled and put the clothes on for him.

Zhou Jiao shook his shoulders and smiled. When his head was stuffed into the sweater, a muffled voice came from inside, and he said, "Brother, I feel like you are a child."

Yan Shu dressed him and then squatted on the ground to help him put on socks and shoes.He touched Zhou Jiao's feet and whispered, "If only you were my child, I won't let you suffer any grievances."

Zhou Jiao felt his throat was a little dry, turned his head, and gave a low cough.

For Zhou Jiao, growth is like a knife, cutting away the rotten flesh endowed by hatred, leaving behind a brand new bone.He always wanted to grow up early, but after meeting Yan Shu, he hoped that time would not go any further.

It had been a long time since Zhou Jiao got up so early. The morning air was cold, and he took a breath, feeling that half of his lungs were going to freeze, and he shivered from the cold.

Yan Shu held his hand and looked at him amusedly, "Why are you so afraid of the cold?"

Zhou Jiao sniffed, "What time is it?"

"It's seven o'clock, not too early."

Seven o'clock is not too early, Zhou Jiao murmured in his heart.The studio goes to work at 10:30, and he usually gets up at [-]:[-], and arrives at the office around [-]:[-] after tidying up.

Yan Shu felt that his work and rest were irregular before, so he pressed his back and said, "Don't hunch your back."

Zhou Jiao had no choice but to straighten his back abruptly. He asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

"Just ahead, there is a delicious snack bar."

"Where?"

"In..." Before Yan Shu finished speaking, Zhou Jiao suddenly jumped forward.Yan Shu was stunned, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, the cyclist withdrew his hand, and the blood-stained tip of the knife fell to the ground with a "clang", as if his heart was broken.

Yan Shu was stunned. He hugged Zhou Jiao's body that kept sliding, and touched Zhou Jiao's back with his hand, feeling sticky and warm blood.

Zhou Jiao gasped in pain, Yan Shu hugged him tightly and called his name.

Zhou Jiao's phone fell to the ground, Yan Shu picked it up, pressed the screen with bloody hands, and unlocked it after many attempts.

Yan Shu seems to have returned to ten years ago, the person he likes fell into the cliff, the future is at a loss, and he is incapable of doing anything.

He pressed Zhou Jiao's bleeding wound and called for an ambulance.There were more and more people around, Yan Shu looked around, and then looked down at the pale Zhou Jiao.

He kept asking himself what was going on, what was going on?

Zhou Jiao opened his eyes slightly, his vision was covered by Yan Shu.

Looking at Yan Shu's sad and painful expression, he returned to the time ten years ago when Yan Shu was covered with blood and surrounded by the crowd.

The ambulance arrived soon, Zhou Jiao was sent to the car, and Yan Shu followed closely.

Covered in blood, he sat aside, trembling, looking at Zhou Jiao who was being rescued by medical staff.

The bloody hand gripped the phone tightly, and the hard edges and corners knocked against the flesh.Suddenly, the thing in his hand vibrated, Yan Shu shook his head, slowly lowered his head, and looked at the incoming call.

He switched on without speaking, only slightly heavy breathing passed through the current.

Yuan Wen's voice sounded, and she said in a low voice: "Jiaojiao, my mother told you not to stay with Yan Shu recently, why are you disobedient? I asked the lawyer, as long as Yan Shu is alive, he can inherit Xu Zhao's question." property, I..."

Yan Shu hung up the phone, and he squeezed the phone fiercely, as if he wanted to crush the small cube.

He looked at Zhou Jiao, who was dying, Zhou Jiao who had shed so much blood.

Because of this, you have to follow yourself all the time?

Yan Shu thought of Zhou Jiao's theory of giving, and took a deep breath.

For so many years, Yan Shu, who didn't cry when he was beaten in prison, and who didn't cry when his leg injury recurred and hurt so much that he couldn't sleep all night, suddenly couldn't stop crying at this moment.

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